Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

Peng Jun stared at the mysterious woman in black, masked and dressed in black. Although her face was hidden by the mask, her voice revealed the vitality of youth. What was surprising was that there seemed to be an indescribable sense of oppression lingering around her.

A look of fear flashed across Peng Jun's eyes. He knew very well that he was no match for the woman, but he was unwilling to allow the reputation of Anshun Villa to be tarnished.

Seeing that the old man was still hesitant, Xiao Zhixue said sarcastically, "Why, you don't dare to test your strength? If that's the case, why bother exaggerating to the outside world, saying how great Anshun Villa is? It's a waste of my time. I thought I could meet a true martial arts master here, but now it seems that the so-called reputation is nothing more than that."

These words angered Peng Jun. He didn't care and slapped Xiao Zhixue with all his strength in an attempt to save face.

Xiao Zhixue was calm and composed. She waved her hand lightly, and in an instant, a strong wind surged between the two sides, and the place where she stood was as solid as a rock.

Peng Jun vomited blood and his whole body was blown away like a kite with a broken string, and only stopped after crashing into two trees as thick as bowls.

Xiao Zhixue slowly walked towards the collapsed Peng Jun and lightly tapped his acupoints with her fingers, making him unable to move.

"Is this the full strength of Anshun Villa? Or are there more powerful people who have not yet appeared? Why not call them all out so that I can see your true strength."

Xiao Zhixue's words made Peng Jun feel angry and helpless. The gap in technology made him unable to turn the situation around, and his father's early death made the villa lose its most powerful support.

Today, Anshun Villa can only survive by relying on its past reputation. However, after his father's passing, it is difficult for him to maintain this glory with his own strength alone.

Xiao Zhixue's eyes were deep, as if she could see into people's hearts, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I have a question that has troubled me for a long time. Perhaps only you can reveal the answer to me."

"It is said that Anshun Villa has always stayed out of the court disputes. However, just now, I accidentally caught a secret conversation between your seemingly filial son and grandson. It seems that they are planning to deal with a certain prince. Have you heard about this?"

Her words were gentle, but like a sharp sword, piercing Peng Jun's heart.

Hearing this, Peng Jun's body trembled, and a look of astonishment flashed across his face. Indeed, he was completely unaware that the younger generation in his family was involved in the affairs of the court.

Xiao Zhixue caught the confusion and bewilderment in his eyes, and the smile on her lips widened: "You don't even know about this? Why don't you go back and ask your 'filial' son to see if it's true."

"Okay, that's enough of what I have to say. I should leave now. However, I have something to say to you before I leave. Don't interfere in the affairs of the court anymore. You can't easily mess with Chi Shui. My disciple is in Kyoto, which is almost equivalent to her territory. If I find out that Anshun Villa has any connection with the court, I won't mind visiting her in person and putting an end to everything."

Although her words were light, each one was heavy and carried a majesty that could not be ignored.

After she finished speaking, Xiao Zhixue's figure swayed slightly, like a shadow in the morning mist, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only silence in the room and Peng Jun's complicated thoughts.

Peng Jun slowly stood up and examined the small wound on his hand. Fortunately, it was not serious and it should heal after a few days of rest.

It seems that the senior did not use any cruel force, and he couldn't help but feel lucky.

He returned to the main courtyard and gently woke up Peng Song who had fallen asleep.

After an in-depth conversation, I realized that all this was caused by that ignorant grandson.

Mr. Peng immediately ordered his men to find his grandson Peng Yao, having already prepared himself for a severe lesson. What kind of difficult enemy had this ignorant boy brought upon Anshun Villa?

However, what he did not expect was that the good-for-nothing grandson was not brought back by the servant for a long time, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Peng Song saw his father's angry face and hurried forward to comfort him: "Father, please calm down. I will personally arrest him and bring him to justice."

Peng Jun's expression eased slightly, and he nodded slightly: "Go quickly and come back soon. I'll wait for good news here."

After saying that, Peng Song ran straight to Peng Yao's residence with his lightness skills. However, the scene in front of him made his heart tighten - the house was pitch black, and several servants were pacing back and forth anxiously in the yard, but no one dared to enter without permission.

Before this, a newly arrived servant broke in without notifying the owner and was hit hard by the young master, unfortunately killing him.

Since then, no one in the villa was willing to take on the responsibility of serving this "little ancestor".

Seeing the owner of the manor in person, the servants who were in a state of panic felt relieved as if they had received a blessing, and their tension was slightly relieved.

"Master, Young Master, no matter how we called out, he didn't respond, and we couldn't wake up the maids either."

A servant reported in a panic.

Peng Song felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He took a few steps to the door and kicked it open with force.

Stepping into the house, the alert servant quickly lit the oil lamp. The light instantly dispelled the darkness and illuminated the eerie room.

Peng Song's heart tightened as his son was nowhere to be found and four maids were lying on the floor, their lives or deaths unknown.

He checked the maids' breathing one by one and secretly felt relieved.

It’s not that he cared much about these maids, but if they were still alive, his son would most likely be safe.

"Take these maids down to take care of him first, and notify me immediately if he wakes up."

The servants hurriedly responded, "Yes, Master."

Peng Song was extremely worried and rushed back to the main hall to report: "Father, Yao'er is missing. I found several unconscious maids in his room, but no trace of Yao'er at all."

Peng Jun's pupils shrank when he heard this. After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "Do you know where the prince that Yao Er captured is now?"

Peng Song stammered for a long time, then forced a bitter smile on his face: "Father, I really didn't participate in this matter. Yao'er planned everything alone. I don't know where he hid the person."

Peng Jun suppressed his anger and almost let his palm slip out. He sneered with a bit of helplessness: "This is even better. There must be an expert involved. He should suffer a little and learn his lesson."

"Let me tell you, I just encountered a master outside the villa. She knocked me back several feet with just one palm. From what she said, it seemed that she was speaking for the court!"

"That voice sounds very young. Do you know who kidnapped Yao'er?"

Peng Song’s face was pale and his frightened eyes revealed helplessness.

"Father, please save Yao'er, he is your only grandson!"

Peng Jun looked at his anxious son with a complicated expression in his eyes: "Kaishan, can't you see that I'm injured? If it was done by a real master, how could I save him? In front of that man, I couldn't even take a single move!"

Peng Song fell to the ground helplessly, feeling filled with remorse. If he had known this would happen, he should have stopped Yao'er from provoking such a great man.